Zywa Matriarch

My sister has tried it by halves
first pleasuring one, then the other

king and getting nothing in return
no, away with the pope
if there is no other way
I will be the matriarch of the country

He has beaten his son to death unborn
It is his furious blood

that is fighting mine
Damn that seamstress
but praise my husband
even though he wants to get rid of me

He is dear to me and I am innocent
I will be the matriarch of the country

Poem 1353
Amsterdam, 2017-05-14

Anne Boleyn,
1532 (marriage) and 1536 (execution)

Collection: Half The Work 
Keyword: Power: murder / annihilation 
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